Chapter 47 Gandalf? (Please follow up)

Author: Conquer people with virtue

Chapter 47 Gandalf? (Please follow up)

"Don't think that because you have dragon blood flowing in your body, you will be nobler than me!" Long Te slashed at Theos's shoulder with a knife, but the opponent sidestepped away.

"Bloodline proves nothing, just like you can only hide like a rat in the sewer under my hand!" Lonte, who missed the blow, turned his wrist and slashed the sword directly towards Theos's waist.

Theos fell backwards and barely managed to avoid the sword. He flipped twice and landed firmly on the ground, a few steps away from Long.

Inferiority, paranoia, narcissism, arrogance...

All kinds of contradictory characteristics appeared in this young half-orc at the same time, which was hopeless.

Theos shook his head, he was ready to play with this orc.

In the blink of an eye, the two were fighting together again.

"I'm so sorry, I killed the servant you took in with great difficulty." Theos dodged Lonte's attack and punched the opponent's heart, but Lonte returned his elbow to the crotch.

"It's just trash. It's dispensable. Without him, the orcs can still conquer the bullywugs." Lonte revealed directly, with a lot of anger in his heart. Although there are many agents, it does take a lot of time to find a suitable one.

Make some effort.

"The ambition is not small." Theos did not expect the Orcs to have such thoughts. It seems that the Bullywugs are just the beginning, and the pace of external conquest will not stop once it starts.

"Why bother pretending! Since you chose Tiefling, I have no choice but to send you to the River Styx." Lonte's offensive became more and more fierce.

In this area, there are only four front-line forces: tieflings, orcs, fire-forged dwarves, half of them, and half of the centaur tribe.

The fire-forged dwarves are mysterious and powerful, and they almost never leave the Forge. No one dares to provoke them. The centaurs are also unable to escape from the world.

Then the biggest ones outside are tieflings and orcs.

In recent years, as many talents have emerged in the Orc tribe, their strength has become stronger and their ambitions have also grown. The entire Orc tribe is seeking expansion.

By coincidence, tieflings and centaurs seem to be getting closer and closer...

Unknowingly, a strange atmosphere developed between the tieflings and the orcs.

In this weird atmosphere, Osfill directly jumped in with a high profile.

"What kind of cold war in another world..." Theos couldn't complain about the opponent's brain circuit.

Osfir has no intention of joining any party, because the one who will win the Xilan Mountains in the end will be Osfir!

"This is the end! Just take your head as my gift to Nohir."

After another duel, Lon Te's accumulated anger could no longer be suppressed. His already strong muscles swelled again, and a touch of red crept into his eyes.

Before the last trace of reason was swallowed up, Lonte twisted the corner of his mouth and smiled ferociously. If he can force me to use this move, the dragonborn's strength is pretty good, and my performance will be next!

violent!

Lonte's speed, strength, reactions, including fighting will have been fully strengthened!

Different from the violent rage of the barbarian leader Caliph, Lonte has a special violent rage, which means that the increase he gets is even greater.

With a "bang" sound, the sword was thrown to the ground by Longte. After the rage, all he could rely on was his own fighting instinct, and only those moves that had been tempered over thousands of times would not be forgotten.

With a speed far exceeding that before, Lonte waved his hands and attacked Theos. It would be impossible to dodge with the speed shown by Theos before.

In the name of bloody hands!

"I caught you..." Lonte grabbed Theos's left arm with his left hand.

If nothing unexpected happens, he will hold the opponent firmly and then empty the opponent out one by one!

Lonte could almost smell the intoxicating smell of blood...

At this moment, Theos also increased his speed explosively and managed to get out of the way.

"Hmph." Lonte just thought it was an accident and reached out again. This time he chose to grab Theos's neck, but he almost missed it again!

Come again!

After turning mad, his offensive will be continuous, and he who takes the initiative will be the final winner. For a time, Lonte's attacks were like a violent storm, but Theos was like a small boat in the storm, always standing strong

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"Ahhhh!" Lonte's hands almost danced like phantoms, but Theos slipped away from his hands every time, almost, just a little bit.

"Waste." Theos shook his head in disappointment, dodging the attacks one by one without even a moment's hesitation. Although he was surrounded by great fury, Lonte could hardly compare with the Caliph.

After the Caliph unleashed his rage, he could still use weapons and his combat skills did not decline much. But Lonte was completely like a beast.

Making a wrong move and dodging the opponent's blow, Theos punched Lonte in the chest. A crisp "click" sound sounded, and Lonte's chest sank directly.

"Poof!" A mouthful of blood spat out. Lonte, who was injured by this blow, became more ferocious and rushed towards him desperately.

Another of his specialties - bloody combat, allows him to maintain his combat effectiveness for a short period of time when injured.

The combination of violent rage and bloody battles allows Lonte to possess offensive capabilities that far exceed those of the same level. Unfortunately, facing Theos is doomed to be in vain.

Once upon a time.

Just like Lonte imagined at the beginning, Theos perfectly grasped every inch of the distance between the two. He could always succeed with one blow and leave before the opponent counterattacked.

In just a few moves, the half-orc young master was already a bloody man.

"Why..." Long Te could no longer stand up and was panting on the ground like mud. Could it be that the bloodline gap... is just like a chasm?

"Gruush will answer you why. All I have to do is send you to see Gruumsh."

As Theos's last kick fell, Lonte stopped making noises.

Dragon blood authority!

Bloodline points +21!

"Actually, I am a hard-working person." Theos defended himself.

It’s not that I don’t work hard, I just started at a relatively high level...

"Woo!"

A shout came, and Theos discovered that on the ground on one side, the fairy dragon was almost dying, and was still twitching slightly, looking miserable.

"Run, why don't you run?" Theos came over and knelt down. He saw that the fairy dragon, which was supposed to be a gorgeous purple body, was now half gray.

"Woo..."

The fairy dragon has no strength left and is indifferent to Theos's provocation. He is afraid that if he doesn't care anymore, he will really be close to death.

"Let me see!" Theos violently turned the fairy dragon over and reached out to touch its wound.

As soon as Hammer died, the poison on the fairy dragon also lost control. But Theos didn't expect this, he had other solutions.

By running the Dragon Transformation Sutra, Theos transferred a ray of Dragon Transformation Qi to come out and slowly transfer it into the body of the fairy dragon.

As soon as the true energy enters the body, it spreads, directly sterilizing most of the poison in the fairy dragon's body, and the gray area on the surface also shrinks. Just one more wisp can completely eliminate it.

"If you don't give me more points, I will lose money..."

Just when Theos was about to do it again, suddenly the alarm bell rang.

"Who is it!?" Theos suddenly stood up and looked ahead warily, only to see two figures, one large and one small, slowly appearing.

"wc! Gandalf?"
Chapter completed!